En route to our neighbour’s funeral by car, Grace and I had the serendipity experience of bringing up the rear of a cortege of motorcycles in tight formation flying down the streets in grandest display honouring the life of a fallen member.
He was a comrade whose life extolled the code of a close-knit organization of like-minded individuals.
Such esprit de corps (that spirit existing in the members of a group inspiring enthusiasm, devotion and strong regard for the honour of the group) is a rare thing nowadays.
So kudos to all of you riders.
We have seen your honour and it is of a noble standard.
Ronald Sebastian “Butch” Gompf, repose in peace.
Blessed to be called neighbour, we are.
Norm and Grace Kramer